Jackie Monologue

“But, first you have to know something about me. Maybe after that you will leave me forever, but you should know it if we are going to spend the rest of our lives together,” Jackie warned as she turned around and took a few steps away.

“What could it be? Honey, I love you! Nothing could make me change my decision of marrying you,” Joe persisted got up and walked closer to her.

“Joe, I am pretty sure you will change your decision.” She turned around to face Joe and informed.

“Is it something about your past? Because I don’t care about what happened in the past. If you had an ex husband or something that I don’t know about I am willing to accept you for who you are,” Joe reassured, holding her hand.

“Joe, you don’t get it! I am not a human,”

“Then, what is it about me that doesn’t make you want to come and kill me?” wondered Joe, as he turned her face with his hand, so she was facing him.

“Your love is the thing that keeps me intact with my humanity and doesn’t make me want to go out on a killing streak, like I used to when I newly turned. I had no one to keep me sane,” she expressed, softly.

“Then, didn’t you have your family that could have kept you sane? Or did you never go back home?” considered Joe.

“No, sadly I didn’t go back home since I turned after a long time because they were all human and I didn’t want to hurt them,” she replied, as she got up.

“Then, when did you go back to the loved ones that thought you died in a car accident? Or did you never?” inquired Joe, as he caught her hand as she was about to walk away.

“I didn’t go back home until 5 years later. It didn’t turn out too well because I couldn’t control my urge,” Jackie informed, sadly looking down at her hand.

“You are saying you killed your family when you went back?” questioned Joe as he stood

So, she looked at him and her eyes dilated and told him to drink her blood. This was the first time she had compelled him to get him to do what she wanted; which was to turn him so he wouldn’t age and die. She couldn’t lose him ever because then she would lose control of her feeling and become a blood sucking maniac again. She knew she was being selfish, but she knew that there was not any other way. After he drank from her, she hugged him and kissed him one last time before she killed him. She tightened her grip on his arm and then started to drag him towards the water. The water was cold, she took him into the ocean until it was deep enough for her hip to be submerged. Then, she put her hand on the back of his head and shoved his head into the